Hidden Wings - Part I

Dementors

It was storming outside. Rain fell heavily from the dark clouds, and thunder echoed over the Quidditch field.
A lightning bolt would often illuminate the stadium for a split second, as well as the freezing spectators and players, before it disappeared and darkness sunk back onto the field.

Mioha had wrapped her cloak around her several times, and despite casting water repelling charms and renewing her warming charms over and over, she was now soaked to the bone and freezing.

And she was not the only one.

The game had gone on for an hour, and if neither Harry nor Cedric Diggory, the seeker for Hufflepuff, found the snitch soon, the game would surely continue until nightfall.

Focusing her eyes on the yellow and red blurs in the rain, Mioha couldn't make out which ones where what player.

Lee's voice had long gone under in the thunder, and without the commentator to keep the score, she had no idea who was leading.

Another lightning bolt flashed across the sky, blinding Mioha for a moment.
Wha-?

She quickly rubbed her eyes and when they had adjusted to the dim light again, she saw she hadn't been dreaming.
Figures, clothed in long, ragged black cloakes, were floating around the Quidditch field.

Hundreds of them.

Their black outlines were frightening as they closed in on the stadium. Screams erupted from the stands, as many students pointed at the dementors.

Mioha felt a chill creep up her body, leaving her more freezing than she had been before. Sad and frightening memories came into focus, as the dementor's presence slowly overwhelmed her.

No!, she told herself and tried to tear away from the depressing emptiness inside her.
Mioha saw others crying and knew they were suffering too.

Several dementors had made their way towards Mioha, hovering in front of her and stretching out their long, bony hands.

Other Slytherins near Mioha tried to run from them, stumbling over benches as they raced down the wooden steps.

And Mioha?

She was frozen once more, screams and whinnies echoing in her head, reliving the death of her family over and over-

Suddenly, something white shot through the sky, something with wings.

It was brimming with energy and flew towards the dementors, pushing them backwards.

The hooded creatures fell back to avoid the glowing phoenix, screeching loudly, before shooting into the grey sky and returning to their positions.

Mioha fell over, hands on her knees, as she gasped for air.

That cold feeling was still there.

She rubbed her hands together and dizzily made her way down from the Slytherin stands.
Another lightning bolt crackled across the sky.

Mioha then finally noticed several people surrounding somebody laying on the ground, in the middle of the Quidditch field.

The rain impaired her sight heavily, and she had trouble finding Neville, Ron and Hermione.

Stumbling a few times and nearly slipping in the mud, Mioha made her way with the other students back to the castle, wishing for nothing more than a shower and some chocolate.

Mioha burst into the Hospital Wing, startling the muddy Quidditch players, as well as Ron and Hermione, who were surrounding Harry's bed.

"What happened?", she asked fearfully, staring at Harry's pale face.